It Was Always You

Chapter 2- First Day of Class

Thanos drummed his fingers on the table, waiting for Se-mi to return. Her beautiful hair, the clothes she wears, I need to see her again, I just can't bear. The lyrics were flooding into his head just thinking about the girl. He needed to write a million songs about her, albums even. Then, he spotted someone. A black bob, black shirt...He practically jumped out of his chair, his heart beating fast as fuck. She walked out of the Cafe, a cup of black coffee in her hand. He only saw her for a brief moment, but it was enough. Thanos quickly followed, trying to act nonchalant while his heart was beating out of his chest. When he got out the door, he scanned the entire area, and there was no sign of her. There were just two guys talking by the water fountain. He rubbed his eyes, thinking he was going crazy. Where the fuck did she go? Se-mi then came out the door and stood next to him with two cups in her hand, raising a brow. "Couldn't wait for me, bitch?" She scoffs, handing him one of the cups. "Se-mi, oh my god, I'm literally going insane." He said, placing a hand on his forehead. "Nothing new." She shrugs with a smile. "I swear to god, I swear I saw her. The girl. My love. My Señorita." He said, looking around once more. But still, she wasn't there. "The only people out here are those ugly ass bitches." He exclaims, gesturing over to the two guys standing by the water fountain. One of them had their hair tied back in a small ponytail, and the other was sipping on coffee and had a fucking My Chemical Romance shirt. Lame. "Right, okay..." Se-mi said, smiling and nodding at her crazy ass friend. "Let's go." She began walking back to the dorm, Thanos quickly following. He took a sip of his drink, his mind flooding with thoughts. Did he fucking hallucinate her? Where the hell could she have gone?

"Don't you start that music course tomorrow?" Se-mi asked, as she unlocked the door to their dorm. "Yeah, why?" He asks, jumping onto the bed and pulling out his phone. "You should study." She said, taking out her bag and placing it onto the desk. Thanos laughed. "Study? Are you serious? Why would I study before it even starts?" He scoffed, scrolling on TikTok. She stares at him in disbelief. "You're actually never going to make it anywhere in life, you dumbass bitch." She shakes her head, sitting down and pulling out her papers for her art class. Thanos ignored her, clicking into notes and beginning to jot down some lyrics. I saw her here, and then she disappeared, I need you lately, I need you baby. He wrote, silently praising himself with a proud nod. She'll probably marry him on the spot when she hears this. When I first saw your eyes, it took me by surprise, please don't ask why, but I need you by my side. Oh my god, the inspiration was just pouring out at this point. He couldn't stop thinking of lyrics. She was his inspiration. His muse. Her wrote nearly 51 raps by the time it was 6pm. Se-mi came back from her visit to Mi-na's dorm, staring at Thanos in disbelief. "You're still writing raps?" She asked, impressed, but annoyed at the same time. "Hell yeah! Se-mi, I haven't had inspiration to write in literally months. I can't stop thinking of raps for this girl." He said, still typing on his phone. "Jesus." Semi said, sitting down on her bed. That's when Thanos looked over to her, noticing the red spots on her neck. "She gave you fucking hickeys?" He exclaimed. She quickly put her hand over her neck. "Shut up." She scoffed. "Tsk, tsk, tsk." Thanos shook his head. "Out of anyone, why her?" He asked. "Because I like her. Focus on your own love life, Loverboy." She said, throwing a pillow at him. "Trust me, mamacita. Once we find her, she'll be head over heels for me." He says, smugly, holding the pillow to his chest. "Yeah, right." She rolled her eyes.

"Thanos! Su-Bong!" Semi yelled, waving her hand frantically over Thanos's head. "See, you wonder why I call you mamacita. It's because you act like my mom. Only my mom calls me-" He began, sleepily. "Your class started 10 minutes ago, you're fucking late." She said, cutting him off and crossing her arms. "What?" He exclaimed, sitting up and checking his watch. "Why didn't you wake me up?" He asked, frantically running to the closet to grab clothes. "I told you to set an alarm." Se-mi scoffed, leaning against the wall. "I'm literally so cooked." Thanos said, throwing his shirt over his head and quickly putting his pants on. He ran out the door with no other words, hurrying down the stairs. To make it worse, he had no idea where the classroom was. He pulled out his phone, nearly dropping it, and clicked into a map of the campus. He groaned, hurrying for the next flight of stairs. He went down maybe 3 more staircases after that, finally arriving at the classroom maybe 30 minutes later with sweat dripping down his face. He opened the door, aggressively panting. "Did you get into a fucking fight with a paint can before this?" A guy mockingly asked him, glancing up to his hair and disheveled state. Thanos rolled his eyes. "As a matter of fact, no. I had to run across the whole fucking campus." Thanos said, sitting down in one of the seats. He was sweating so hard his hair dye began to come out, purple unknowingly dripping down his face. "Well, a little tip; don't be late to the first day of class. Wouldn't want you to miss anything, as I hate sharing a room with stupid people." The guy scoffed, crossing his arms. He had these eyes; they said 'don't talk to me or I'll fucking kill you.' Thanos winced, staring towards the professor. "Well, it looks like my last student has finally arrived." The professor said, pointing directly to Thanos. Yeah, he just shouldn't have come at this point. "I will now begin attendance." He announced. "Cho Hyun-Ju?" A girl a few rows down raised her hand. "Here." She said. "Park Young-Sik?" He read. "Here!" The guy directly next to Hyun-Ju said, raising a hand up. "Kim Nam-gyu?" He asked, and got no response. The professor looked up at the guy sitting next to Thanos, and scoffed, filling in his name anyway. So that was the prick's name. Nam-gyu. Couldn't even bother to say here or present or something. "Choi Su-bong?" Thanos stood up. "You can call me Thanos, sir." He said with a confident smile. "Thanos. Okay." The professor said, writing it down on his sheet. Nam-gyu scoffed. "Really, Thanos? Do you have no self-respect? If it wasn't for your hair, I'd be shocked." He said with a menacing smile and laugh. Okay, he officially hated this guy. "Yeah, okay. You're mad my name's cooler than yours. I mean, what kind of name is Nam-su?" He clapped back, crossing his arms with a smug look. "Nam-gyu. Idiot." He groaned. The professor finished the attendance and began passing out papers. "These are study sheets; the first unit we will be doing is rhythm. Your assignment is to make your own song with these patterns. Any instrument of your choice." The professor says. "I'm professor Jung-Bae; come to me if you need any help." He concludes.

He then began showcasing some examples of rhythm patterns and different instruments to use them on. But, Thanos couldn't pay attention. He found himself glancing at Nam-gyu. He hated how he looked so unbothered; so smug and angry at the same time. Strangely, he thought there was something familiar about him. Like he'd seen him before. That's when he realized. That was the guy he'd seen by the water fountain outside of the Cafe the other day. Made sense. He had that same boringly defensive look to him. "The fuck are you looking at?" Nam-gyu scoffed, locking eyes with Thanos. "Oh, nothing. Just this annoying ass prick in my music class." Thanos said, turning back to his paper. "You fucking bitch. You wanna fight or some shit?" He asked, raising his tone and crossing his arms. Yep, defensive as hell. "Only if you want to get your ass beat." Thanos replied, his lips curling into a smirk. He was then smacked hard across the face by Nam-gyu; sending a damn echo throughout the room. "Boys!" Shouted the professor. "If you're not going to pay attention, please leave my class." Nam-gyu rolled his eyes, picking up his pen. Thanos rubbed his cheek in pain, mentally cursing out that bitch. First day of class and he'd already made an enemy. Great. "I would expect this behavior from Nam-gyu. But you, Thanos? Please think about your actions." Professor Jung-Bae said, shaking his head in disappointment. "Oh, fuck no. This is why your wife left." Nam-gyu said, heat rising to his face. "Out of my class, now." Jung-Bae said, pointing towards the door. Nam-gyu rolled his eyes. "Whatever. Sending me out isn't gonna make her love you again." He said with a shrug, walking out the door without a look back. The professor dragged a hand down his face and exhaled loudly, quickly getting back to the lesson. Thanos was now extremely pissed off. The audacity to come at the professor like that was insane. Clearly, they had history. Thanos looked down at his blank paper, then back up to the professor. Oh, shit. He was supposed to be taking notes this whole time?

He got up and sat next to that girl, Hyun-Ju. She looked smart. "Heyyy, girl." Thanos said, swinging an arm around her shoulder. "Hey, back off." Young-Sik said, attemping to push his arm off her shoulder and failing. "Okay, chill. I just need the notes." He said, putting his hands up in surrender. "Here." Hyun-Ju said, gesturing down to her paper filled with at least 3,000 words. Her handwriting was very neat and organized, just his luck. "Ah, thank you, Señorita." He said, beginning to copy down the notes. "Stop flirting with my girlfriend, please." Young-Sik groaned, Hyun-Ju nodding in response. He smiled, messily jotting down the words in any blank spaces on the paper he could find.

Once class ended, he folded the paper and put it into his pocket, heading to the dining hall for a snack. He took a chocolate muffin and an apple from the display, going over to the tables. He spotted Gyeong-su sitting with that ponytail guy and headed over with a smile. "Gyeong-su, my boy!" He exclaimed, sitting down in the third chair of the table. "Thanos, hey! This is my friend, Dae-ho." He said, gesturing to the guy across from him. Dae-Ho, smiled and waved, biting into his sandwich. "So, what are you up to?" Gyeong-su asked, as Thanos took a bite of his muffin. "Well, I just came back from this class, there was this annoying prick named-" He began, then stopping when he realized there were better things to talk about. "Hey, man, can I ask you something?" He asks, stopping himself. "Oh, yeah, sure." Gyeong-su replies. "I met this girl at your party-black bob, gorgeous eyes, cargos." He says, and Gyeong-su nods. "You know her?" Thanos asks. "No. I can't remember any girl with a bob and cargo pants." Gyeong-su shrugs. "People just started showing up, I didn't even know half the guests." He takes a sip of his drink, and Thanos sighs. "Okay, man. Keep a lookout for her, that's my Señorita." He said with a wink, getting up from the table. He made his way back to the dorm, already exhausted. He plopped down on his bed, burying his face in his pillow. His thoughts were now flooded half about that beautiful girl and half about that annoying prick he'd just met. He couldn't catch a break.